Showing posts with label stinkin'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stinkin'. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

My Stinkin' Mood

Oh man I can't shake this darn head cold. Stinkin' Cold!
It's MEA week so the kiddos are home with me again 24/7.
I gave Roo a project.

He took it to the next level.
He ran the marker all the way around the table. Stinkin' markers! (It did come off easily though.) And to think I was actually considering getting a new dining room set with our tax return next spring! SPISHYEAH! (Will there be a tax return next spring. I really hope so.)
I feel like the cat someone left in the rain and doesn't feed or love anymore. I'm not even motivated to soak in a hot tub. Speaking of motivation though, I have these super soft cozy pajamas. I got them for Christmas last year. When I say motivation I should clarify that I'm motivated to throw them away. Here is why. Every time I go to wear these comfy things I become obsessed why picking every last fuzz ball off. I will sit on the couch and pick away mindlessly. For hours. Stinkin' fuzz balls!
My spelling is terrible, or maybe it's my typing...but you won't see that because I spell check. If I didn't, y'all would think I was speaking a different language.

I did have a bit of inspiration though. I couldn't find any of those cute bloggy awards...so I made one.

I'd like to give my first Gem Award to Rachel because she is schooling us in Hebrews and for me it's been eye opening.
Next for Heather over at EO. She sparkles with insight and wit.
If you've got someone you think sparkles go ahead and steal the diamond. I won't mind. Not much anyways. It only took me 3 hours to make the darn thing and get it to look decent. (I might be crafty but I draw the line at computer/photoshop stuff!) Stinkin' wasting time.

Who's tried the cookies? Anyone? I was going to make some to bring Sat.
Sorry, Linda. Girl if you lived closer!
*UPDATE*
I had my soak, and while I was in there with my trusty ipod. (the on-the-go mix1 playing) I realized how can ANYone not feel better, feel like shaking their groove thing after hearing M.J's 'Don't Stop Till You Had Enough'
Go on I dare you! You WILL dance. I did, it wasn't pretty but I did and feel better too!:)